
We're all hibernating here - Mousey in her igloo, Emily on Dead Fred on the bed (her sheepskin) and Molly sprawled in catly sloth on her heated pad under the bed (that's when she's not zonking around like a ginger pingpong ball. What is she ON? Can I have some?)
Shahi Python is asleep in his vivarium; poor chap, it's his mating season and he's fasting; instead of a rat he'd prefer a chick ... not of the day-old variety though ...
Hope everyone (human, furry, feathery and smooth) is staying safe and warm, especially with snow promised for most of us tomorrow.
I always remember the look of horror on the face of one of my Siamese as I walked down the garden one winter's day, and he stood on the doorstep, bawling at me not to be so Silly as to go out in That Stuff - look! It was up to his Ankles!

And on a more serious note, a thought for all the ferals out there - good on everyone who's feeding them and providing shelter, and hope this cold spell doesn't last long.